100

Forgotten project

More than eleven years flown

Joy, pain, love, loss, life is this

99

I will tell you where

Menopause, divorce, new love

I'm quieter now

98

More than seven years

Have gone by since my last post

Where did the time go

97

It has all become
About black, bitter coffee
Waiting for sweetness

96

I started this blog
Three and a half years ago
100 haiku

95

Why is this perfect?
Every texture, taste, and group
In each bite. Happy.

94: Not a haiku

I like lemonade, but I like lemons, too. They're pretty, smell good, useful... More realistic phrase: When life gives you manure, make fertilizer OR when life gives you table scraps, make compost OR when life gives you mold, make penicillin. Am I right? Just keeping it real on a Monday! 🙄